Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria![England, give thanks to God for victory!]
Owre Kynge went forth to NormandyWith grace and myght of chyvalryTher God for hym wrought mervelusly;Wherefore Englonde may call and cry
Chorus: Deo gratias!Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!
He sette sege, forsothe to say,To Harflu towne with ryal aray;That toune he wan and made afrayThat Fraunce shal rewe tyl domesday.
Chorus: Deo gratias!Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!
Then went hym forth, owre king comely,In Agincourt feld he faught manly;Throw grace of God most marvelsuly,He had both feld and victory.ChorusTher lordys, erles and baroneWere slayne and taken and that full soon,Ans summe were broght into LundoneWith joye and blisse and gret renone.
Chorus: Deo gratias!Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!
Almighty God he keep owre kynge,His peple, and alle his well-wyllynge,And give them grace wythoute endyng;Then may we call and savely syng:
Chorus: Deo gratias!Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!
The Agincourt Carol